Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

almost thought Ray

"Ah --"

in her palm brought her back to her senses.

pain and she withdrew her

stopped by Brody forcibly. "Don't move." he

ordered coldly,

take the pieces out, he had

Would hurt.

at the pale face of Tracy, and his heart trembled

couldn't bear to see her in such a

"No --"

the point of the knife touched her hand, she withdrew her hand timidly.

sharp knife, not to mention the knife

hand back, but failed, because her

blood stained Tracy's and Brody's palms.

full of fear and

"You know it hurts?"

cry. It's none of your business. You don't have to be

took a leap from

that Tracy's hand was dyed red by blood again,

"Have a seat --"

was sort of threatening this

much more stubborn than

"No --"

her head.

she looked at him coldly,

at him ironically.

that he remembered what he was doing after being reminded

her to a chair and placed

me to care about you? How Shamless

He snorted.

was still so furious that he tightly pressed on her

tie you

to threaten.

pale because it hurt so much and the bleeding

she

"A little bit painful..."

said with

when

pain flashed through

was very feeble, but she

tears in her eyes, Tracy didn't say anything

painful, you can

he made up his mind and

saying that, he pointed the sharp knife at the wound on

stared at the dagger intending to be stabbed into her flesh. She shivered and

rose from

because her own

if the knife was to be stabbed into her body, it must be shaken back and forth in her flesh. Cut the wound on her palm

"Hmm --"

stuck in her palm, Tracy almost let out a

her teeth,

"Clap -"

on Brody's hand and made a clear sound.

whether it was her

hilt of the knife. He was a little hesitant when he felt the liquid on his hand. But

gritted her teeth and pierced the knife a few inches deeper, although he tried to keep

tightly, while the sharp pain in her palm seemed to affect

knife

little face was twisted from tangle to twisted. Because of the pain, her whole body could not help but twist on the

finally could not help

cut

to cry out several times

"Idiot --"

with Tracy, Brody finally couldn't do anything